[ Bree isn't really a crier (normally) unless she's so angry that nothing else can happen, so she's not exactly overwhelmed to the point of tears, but she is taking a few deep breaths. ]

I met a God today. A real, actual mythological God of thunder. I thought I was going to freeze to death, multiple times. And I couldn't find you. I woke up and got you back, and I was afraid we were separated for good all over again.